Dominic's POV The conversation between Emily and my mom was absurd. Although I had taken an interest in her, it appeared that my mom's countenance contradicted everything. It was perfectly understandable because of what she had done in the past as an undercover agent.While watching Anita and Emily engage in more conversation, I sipped my drink and a smile came over my face as I realized Anita had never been this happy around anyone other than her.The door opened and Barry stepped inside, he looked from Emily and Anita back to me and cleared his throat."Boss, we have a situation on our hands." The look of seriousness on his face showed me all that I needed to know, it appeared to be a serious problem."Tell Dennis to come and watch over both of them," I instructed while gulping down the rest of the drink. "Where are you going?" I paused right in my tracks as Emily questioned me, leaving Anita's hand alone and walking up to meet me."And why should I explain myself to you?" I ask
Dominic pov "Are you here to threaten me or what?" I asked. Slowly getting irritated by his words. "That is the problem with you, Dominic. You always think because of our past, I am doing things to sabotage you." He leaned closer again. "I am here to help you." "I don't need your bloody help, you might as well get out of my office!" I yelled at his face and the room became tense once again. "Very well then, I guess speaking to you was a mistake after all. I will go and find some Mafia lord, who will be able to help me take down Maximus myself." He rose to his feet and adjusted his tuxedo. "When the security intelligence comes for you, I hope they catch you and put you behind bars." He added. I closed my hands in a tight fist, trying to resist the urge to just punch him in the face because of his words. "I heard you have a daughter now. How will it feel when she finds out that her father is behind bars for several crimes? Of Course, the school children will..." I did not all
Emily's Pov Staring at the frame in my hand, my eyes were fixed on the beautiful woman smiling back at me. It was sad that such a beautiful woman would have her life taken away from her and the mere thought of this brought sadness to my heart. "She was killed by a rival gang" he revealed, his voice low and while his eyes stared at me intently, I could see guilt written all over it. "They cornered us during a meeting and although I was lucky to escape, it cost the life of the woman I held dear to me." His hand was folded into a fist and anger etched across his face, for the first time I forgot I was dealing with a notorious Mafia lord who had kidnapped me and held me captive, all I saw was a grieving man whose love was taken away from him. "I am sorry about that." I said sympathetically, touching his hand. "I can only wonder how hard it is for you." His expression softened the band for a moment. I thought I saw a glimpse of a smile on his face, but it was quickly masked with h
Dominic's pov I stepped out of the room with a feeling of satisfaction. Emily was the perfect bait to get to Maximus, and I had no doubt he was going to fall for the trick because of his liking for women. Emily was too beautiful to resist for sure. While walking to my office, my mind was filled with the thought of her, she was smart and highly resourceful and although many would say it is due to her time as an agent, I view it differently, she has taken down several Mafia lords and having her with me could pose as a risk, but it was worth it. By the time I arrived at my office, I had sat down by my desk and picked up my phone, dialling Barry's phone. "Barry, I need you to brief Emily on the plan we talked about and make sure she knows what is expected of her, I already showed her the layout, but I know you will come up with something even better." "Alright boss," he replied. "Permit me to ask, but are you sure we can trust her? Remember, she is a federal agent, and they are very tr
Maximus POV "Are you sure he is going to answer your call to come to the address?" One of the men asked, to which I shook my head. "Knowing Dominic, he probably has some shady things off his sleeves, but I know he will come." I turned to the clubhouse, thinking of my plan that would soon be placed in motion. The rain was heavy, but the boys had taken it upon themselves to bring an umbrella. I had made my way into the club. The loud music blasted through the speakers, making everyone sway their hips to its rhythm. I wasn't here to party; I had serious business at hand, and there was only one place I could discuss my business: in the inner room. If Dominic was thinking he could be smart about concealing the deeds from me, I think I could take away the one last backup he replied to; Anderson. Before I would be allowed access into the inner room, I was to be checked thoroughly by the security at the doors, and the moment I gained access, I was welcomed into a smoke-filled atmosphere.
Dominic's POV We would soon arrive at a distant location, one that had nobody in sight. I noticed the familiar statue of Maximus standing at the entrance of the unfurnished house with a smile on his face. "Great to see you again dear friend. I hope your trip was successful." "Maximus listen to me! I won't fall for your gimmicks, and if you think I am going to hand you the deeds again, then think about it." I warned, struggling through the cuff. "Somethings didn't change about you, Dominic. You are still that stubborn man that I know and I want you to access the situation right now with me. No one is going to save you from my hand if you don't hand me the deeds." "I would rather die than do that," I said spitting on the floor. "Very well then, you called for it." He said and I was pushed further into the building. My eyes landed on an unconscious body. As soon as the room became bright, I studied the body briefly and realized it was Maria, Emily's sister. "I thought she was dead
Dominic's pov The beep from the monitor constantly disturbing my ears forced me to force my eyes open. The rays of the light made me squint my eyes and I groaned in pain, getting up from the bed. "Oh my God! Dominic, you are okay!" Emily rushed over to my side. I noticed tears in her eyes as she hugged me tight. "What happened?" I asked the moment she broke free from the hug. "Anderson’s men saved Maria and you." She said, still sobbing. "...he could not make it." She added sobbing even further. The weight of her words dawned on me, and I knew what she was talking about: Anderson was dead. "They found his body outside the building you and Maria were taken from. He seemed to have been shot dead by Maximus ." I gripped the pillow sheets in rage. Maximus was truly taking everything and everyone away from me. "What about Maria ?" I asked. "She is fine. The doctor said she suffered a concussion. Dominic, I am scared! Maximus has become a true monster. We cannot let him ke
Maximus’s povWhen I arrived at Jace's apartment, the weather had become warm once more, and I helped Jace turn on the air conditioner while heading to his room. Jace was an adept reader who hated being disturbed, but I needed his help if I ever wanted to get the deeds.Upon stepping into his room, there was no sign of Jace. The tables were littered with books. Typical of him to always be unorganized.While I went down to get the pillows, I noticed something unfamiliar. I looked to see Jace's slippers at the front of his bathroom. Jace never leaves these things in the bathroom before, so what was going on? I made my way slowly to the door of the bathroom, where I leaned closer to get a grasp of what was happening.The shower was running and it appeared that someone was having their bath. The moment I opened the door, I gasped in disbelief at the scene of horror displaying itself right before my eyes.I was staring at the lifeless body of Jace, who appeared to have been drowned in
DOMINIC'S POV The car stopped just in front of the door of the house. Just like last time, nobody except Victor, Barry and Ezra knew that I was travelling back to Ireland to see Emily. The moment I stepped out of the car, Anita stormed through the door and jumped into my arms. “Papa!” She exclaimed. My heart was filled with instant joy as I caught her in my arms and spun her around. I buried my face in her hair and inhaled the scent of her it always brought me peace and gave me a sense of home. “I missed you so much.” She whispered and I tightened my hold on her. “Oh, princess, I've missed you too, more than you will ever know.” When I opened my eyes, I found Emily by the door, staring at me and my daughter. Our eyes locked, and I could see plenty of emotions swimming in hers. Her arms were crossed on her chest and I knew that she was holding back emotions—anger, hurt, relief… it was hard to tell. I gently put Anita down and I pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Go inside; I'll sho
DOMINIC'S POV The pain in my side had finally begun to dull. I could move a bit and I was sick and tired of being indoors. I'd not stepped outside in almost three weeks and it was sickening. I moved with the aid of my crotches and then I sat outside. It was nice to breathe in fresh, unadulterated air. I needed to clear my head and be away from everybody, but the silence only made my thoughts louder. I felt bad that I had not spoken to Emily since she was here, but that was because I needed the space between us. Needed both of us to have the chance to think about what we both wanted. I knew for sure that I didn't want to let this life go, but I also knew that I didn't want to let Emily go either. Victor's words echoed in my head. “Sometimes the action has to end and you have to settle down and focus on what is important.” I knew he was right, but I was not sure that it was something that I was willing to accept. I only knew how to survive by the barrel of the gun, asking me to surv
EMILY’S POV Not hearing from Dominic for days had me on edge. I knew that he was probably still recovering, but still, the silence made me very anxious. Maybe I had put too much pressure on him or picked the wrong way to discuss it. I sat at the edge of my bed and stared at my phone as though willing to ring. I thought that giving him space to heal and process things was the best thing, but now it seemed like I had made a huge mistake. I wished I could take that moment away, I wish I waited for a better moment to bring it up. A soft knock on the door startled me. I turned to see Anita walking into the room with a solemn expression on her face. “Emily?” She asked softly. I forced a smile onto my face. I didn't want her to get worried just because she saw me worrying. “Hey, sweetheart.” She walked over to me, sat beside me, and put her head on my shoulder. “You're thinking about him, aren't you?” She asked. “Yeah, I know you are too.” “I miss my dad. I wish he would come home.” S
DOMINIC'S POV Being in bed and not being able to help out with anything, except during meetings was driving me crazy. I was stuck in a wheelchair and I would be more of a liability than anything during missions. It even annoyed me more because it gave me too much time to think, and lately, the most predominant thing on my mind was my conversation with Emily before she left. The ultimatum she gave me weighed heavily on my mind. I was born into this life. I did not know what the world outside of it held for me. Asking me to leave this life was like asking me to take my own life, it seemed impossible to me. But at the same time, I did not want to lose Emily. She and my daughter were the most important thing to me and I did not want to lose her. Everything she said was true, it was selfish of me to subject her to this life, but I could not lose her. No, this wasn't a decision I could make. Emily was asking too much of me. The life outside of the Mafia would not be kind to me. I wasn't
EMILY’S POV When I got back to Ireland, it was already almost midnight. Dominic allowed me to stay one more day before I had to leave again. I was still worried about him, but I knew that staying there would not change his mind, I had to give him space. As I walked into our bedroom, I remembered our conversation. Surely, he had to see the sense in what I was saying. I knew he knew that I was right, he was just too stubborn to acknowledge it. I think it was because he was afraid of what life outside of the Mafia would mean for him—I was not heartless; I understood that it would be hard for him. But living like this was too much, I wasn't sure I could handle it. Always being afraid that the next call I would get from Victor or Barry and Ezra was to tell me that he was dead. When Lorenzo told me what Barry had called to tell him, I was shaking all over. I didn't calm down, not even after Lorenzo told me that he was okay and he was in a stable condition. I had to go and see it for mys
DOMINIC’S POV Emily’s words hurt more than any bullet ever could. I looked around her as I tried to process what she had just said to me. She was actually asking me to choose between losing her and losing the only life that I've known all my life. “You don't mean that?” My voice was filled with emotions, almost pleading, but when I looked into her eyes, I knew that she meant every word that she had said. “I love you, Dominic. I really do, but I cannot love like this. This…this constant worrying.” Her voice was low and I could hear the hurt in her voice. I tried to sit up, but I was in so much pain, and my head still hurt. “Don't try to stand up. I'm sorry I brought this up, this was the wrong time.” She said, looking guilty now. “There would have never been a right time to bring something like this up,” I said, frustration coursed through me, but I tried my best to control it. “You knew what you were getting into. You knew this was how my world operated. Do you really think I co
DOMINIC'S POV I opened my eyes slowly and immediately regretted it when bright sunlight attacked my vision, causing a sharp pain to shoot through my head. “Fuck.” I cursed under my breath weakly. I looked around at my surroundings. I was in the one place I swore I would never be caught dead in—the hospital. The moment I was allowed to get out of this place, I will find Carlos and make sure he pays for this. I made an attempt to sit up, but the incredible pain from my side stopped me. “Oh, good, you're awake.” A nurse walked into the room, a small smile on her face, but I could tell that she was anxious. I liked the fact that she knew that just because I was in a vulnerable position didn't mean that I was to be fucked with. “How long have I been out?” I asked her. “About two days. After we took the bullet out of you and stopped the bleeding, we put you to rest.” She explained. “How long do I have to be here?” I asked through gritted teeth. “I am not sure. That is entirely up to
DOMINIC'S POVEverything had been going as planned, we had not heard from the Cartel in two weeks, but that was no reason to relax. It was obvious that they were planning their next move, and we had to be careful. We were on our way back from a meeting with one of our informants when the ambush happened. It was unexpected and we were not prepared for it. It was quick, precise and brutal—you would expect nothing less from Carlos Mendez. The first explosion caused our convoy to go into chaos, one of the SUVs in front of mine flipped over in a fiery wreck. Loud shots began to ring out immediately. “Get down!” Victor ordered loudly as he pulled out his gun and began to fire out the window. I was about to pull out my gun and begin shooting when the second blast rocked the ground under us. Our SUV was thrown to the side. The air was filled with smoke. The heavy stench of burning rubber and blood filled my nose. Pain shot through my body as I hit the glass. My vision began to blur but I f
EMILY’S POV It had been two weeks since Dominic had been away and we had only spoken on the phone three times. It was hard not to miss him, but I knew that I had to be patient. It wasn't so hard anymore. I spent a lot of time talking to Sophia and distracting myself with activities with Anita and Daniella. Anita was back to herself after a couple of days of not talking to anybody and staying in her room the whole day. I was worried that she would be like that until Dominic returned, but I was glad she found herself again. However, on some days,, I would catch her zoning out, and I knew she was getting worried about her father again. I wasn't the only one who noticed because Sofia asked me about it one time. “I don't think she is as fine as she pretends to be,” Sofia said as we watched Anita and Daniella talking together. “I don't think she is too, but she's trying her best,” I told her. “How old is she?” Sofia asked. “She's thirteen.” “This whole thing is a huge burden for a yo